Monday, January 30, 2012

It's elementary, my dear Watson

If our teens are tomorrow's adults, we are in for a shitstorm. I was driving home from dropping the kids off at school and two cars in front of me was a truck pulling a horse trailer. As we approached an intersection, a high school boy and his little brother stepped into the street. To his credit, they were in a crosswalk but to his discredit, he stepped out from behind a car parked on the street. AND he didn't bother to wait to make sure the driver of the truck had seen him. The guy in the truck wasn't going fast, but he didn't have time to stop due to his HORSE TRAILER and had to swerve completely off the road to avoid hitting this idiot. Rather than being chagrined or scared that he had almost caused an accident that would have surely injured or even killed him (or his brother), this Douche Bag turned and started yelling at the guy in the truck.

What a fucktard.

This is one my of pet peeves. If you are going to cross the road, LOOK to make sure there are no cars approaching! It's not fucking rocket science! Have we learned nothing from the chicken who crossed the road??

My kids could cross better at 5 years old than this dumbass.

Heaven help us...


  1. Just because you have the right of way doesn't mean you shouldn't use your head. You still need to stop and look, see what is going on with traffic, see if the other drivers see you, so they can stop. Just because you have the right away doesn't mean the driver will see you.

    Road pedestrian etiquette is lost in our country. One of my pet peeves, people who do not walk on the correct side of the road. You are supposed to walk AGAINST traffic, on the left! If you're riding a bike, you're supposed to ride on the right side of the road.

  2. I am SO with you on this...having the 'right of way' doesn't mean you just haul off and take it and yes, pedestrians have responsibilities, too. What bothers me the most is that the person in the wrong (this young man)screamed at someone who could have wrecked trying to avoid hitting this 'youth.' And people wonder why I don't want to teach high school or work with youth groups. Because they are, as a group, a bunch of spoiled and entitled ninnies. Not every single one. No. But the sharp, well-mannered and responsible ones seem, to this writer, to be in a waning minority.



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